You walk through every man's dream
But you are not all that you seem
So many sporting smiles, shedding tears
Over you - the incarnation of their fears
You filled my life with laughter,
Tender promises of "ever after"
You were the song that my heart sings
You were a million different things
A tale of Beauty and the Beast -
Just fantasy, to say the least
I was in love with you and blind -
Lost in the wake you left behind
You took my smiles and my tears
Made them your macabre souvenirs
But I choose what to forget,
And remember you without regret
No consquence to your deed -
This Romeo does not bleed©2001 poetheart